Bounder now drank water brought from a stream in a hat. He tried to get up, but was too weak to walk so he was lifted on to Scallowa's broad back and held there, and thus they all returned to Burley Old Farm.
So ended the adventure with the baby-bull of Chillingham. The ring was put in his nose next day, and I hope it did not hurt much. But old Kate had Bounder as a patient in the kitchen corner for three whole weeks.
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A day or two after the above adventure, and just as the Squire was putting on his coat in the hall, who should march up to the door and knock but Harry Brown himself.
Most boys would have gone to the backdoor, but shyness was not one of Harry's failings.
"'Ullo!" he said; for the door opened almost on the instant he knocked, "Yer don't take long to hopen to a chap then."
"No," said Squire Broadbent, smiling down on the lad; "fact is, boy, I was just going out."
"Going for a little houting, hey? I s'pose now you're Johnnie's guv'nor?"
"I think I know whom you refer to. Master Archie, isn't it? and you're the little London lad?"
"I don't know nuffink about no Harchies. P'r'aps it is Harchibald. But I allers calls my friends wot they looks like. He looks like Johnnie. Kinsevently, guv'nor, he is Johnnie to me. D' ye twig?"